This morning, as I sit here eating breakfast in this little ancient apartment we rented in Cortona I must admit I am a bit overwhelmed with emotion.
Tomorrow we leave. Time to leave these kind, loving, gentle, hard working, noble people I have come to know as friends. Time to leave this tiny town perched on the top of a hill, this little piece of heaven on earth.
The part of me that enjoys the comforts of my home, the big fluffy couches, big screen television, two full bathrooms with jacuzzi tub, looks forward to the journey home. But my heart says otherwise.
How can I leave this place, these people, and not know if I will ever see them again?Will I ever walk through this town again and wave at those familiar faces? Ever again stroll down to take just one more look over the magnificent valley and wonder what the weather is like on the lake today? In one more day it won’t make any difference to me that the sky shows rain in the distance. It won’t affect me that the trains are on strike for the day or that there is another religious festival planned for Saturday. I will be thousands of miles away, living in “creature comforts” but I will be lonely. I will have left a big part of my heart here in Cortona.
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